Digimon(2).EXE
By Wolf O'Donnell
WARNING! May contain Alternative Universe situations and
out-of-character experiences. Upon reading this, you hereby agree
that you forfeit all your rights to sue me and that I cannot be
held liable for any psychological or physical damage caused by
the fact that I use British English spelling and that this fanfic
contains NO graphic depictions of a heterosexual and homosexual
nature. Digimon is copyrighted by Bandai and Toei Animation Ltd.
Wolf O'Donnell is copyrighted by Nintendo Ltd, although that
might have nothing to do with the fanfic. Digimon(2).EXE is based
on Rockman.EXE, which is copyrighted by Capcom Ltd. Constructive
criticism is very welcome.
Author's Note: One of you has revealed one of my surprises in
the reviews, namely the identity of the Dragon Syndicate Leader.
True, the description of the Leader in Transmission 02 was a big
give away, but I still don't want you spoiling surprises for
newbies. (They might look at the reviews before reading my fanfic
to decide whether it's worth reading or not).
So, please do not give away secrets and surprises in your reviews.
Thank you.
* * * * *
Transmission 06: Himawari
Three beams of light struck the floor and in their place
appeared Dobermon, Guilmon and Terriermon. Dobermon looked like a
gigantic doberman and Terriermon looked like some kind of
long-eared rabbit plush toy with patches of green in his cream
fur. These three stood in the hospital network, which consisted
of terminals that looked like metallic trays and paths that
looked like scalpels, all of which floated in a sky that looked
like screensaver of red crosses.
"Hey, look over there!" exclaimed Terriermon, as he
pointed to a path in the distance. "It looks as if grass is
growing all over that path."
Dobermon could also see it.
"Perhaps that's why the network's acting up," he
suggested in a growling voice. "We should split up and check
the place out."
"That's not a good idea," protested Jenrya's
voice. "You should stick together, just in case something
bad happens."
Terriermon laughed at Jenrya's suggestion. Something bad
happen to him? Not likely.
"Yeah, like what?" he asked with a chuckle. Suddenly,
he raised his ears. He thought he heard something. "What the
Heck is that?" he wondered out loud, before he was suddenly
bowled over by a virus. "Ah, get it off of me!"
Guilmon rushed towards the virus and swept it off of
Terriermon with a claw. He saw it clearly. The thing looked a
light green sphere with two stubby arms and a small sapling
growing out of its head. This was a WoodGoblin.2413 virus. A
smile spread across his lips. He could easily deal with a
wood-style virus, what with him being a fire-style Digimon. He
inhaled sharply and spat out a sphere of fire at the virus.
Seconds later, it was deleted.
"Hey, we got a WoodGoblin1 DMD!" exclaimed Takato
happily.
"This is not the time to be boasting about the DMDs you
managed to get," chided Jenrya.
"He's right," agreed Terriermon, who was
embarrassed about having to be saved by such an easy-to-defeat
virus. "If there's viruses in the network, then something's
very wrong. There aren't supposed to be viruses in a hospital
computer network. That's just plain dangerous. What if it got
into a life support system?"
It was agreed then. The three Digimon ran along the path in
the hope of getting to the bottom of the situation. Suddenly,
grass grew underneath their feet and the path became covered in
the stuff.
"What's going on?"
"Unauthorised Digimon in network," announced a
feminine voice. "Activate NetGuard1. Copyrighted 176PA
ShibuCorp."
A huge sunflower suddenly sprouted up from the ground. Its
stem curled round like some snake and the Digimon noticed that
coiled up within its vines was a white object, which had stubby
arms and large eyes. The sunflower bent over and began spitting
out sunflower seeds at them.
Guilmon dived out of the way, as the seeds smashed into the
ground. They seemed like bullets, as they flew through the air.
"This is bad," he exclaimed. He inhaled sharply and he
could feel the fire within him begin to build up. "Pyro
Sphere!" He spat out a sphere of pure fire that hit the
NetGuard1 Program.
Dobermon rushed at it and tore away at the thing with his
teeth. Terriermon spun round and created a tornado of green
leaves around himself, before he leapt through the air, executing
his Terrier Tornado attack. The NetGuard1 fell and the white
Program fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" exclaimed the white object in a child-like
voice. It was small, white and had stubby little arms and legs.
Its ears were frilled with purple edges, like the tips of its
feet. The thing had large eyes and on its forehead was a red
triangle surrounded by three smaller, black triangles to form
some kind of six-pointed star– the Symbol of the Officials.
"That hurt," said the white object, which happened to
be a Program.
"What happened?" asked Terriermon.
The Program leapt off of the floor and floated in the air.
"The NetGuards suddenly attacking us for no reason,"
replied the Program miserably. "Someone's probably
reprogrammed them, otherwise they wouldn't have attacked us
like that."
"Terriermon, ask him where you can find a place to
reprogram the NetGuards," stated Jenrya.
The small bunny-like Digimon nodded in acknowledgement.
"Okay, Jen," he agreed. "Say, do you know where we
can reprogram the NetGuards?" he asked the Program. "We're
here to help fix the network, so if you could tell us..."
"Go to HospNet Area 3," stated the Program.
"The Hospital Director's Digimon is always there. Perhaps
he can help."
"Thanks," thanked Guilmon. "Come on, let's
go!"
"Hey, wait up!" cried Terriermon, before he leapt on
to Dobermon's back and rode the larger Digimon across the paths
of the network and after Guilmon.
The white Program waved after them, a weak smile on his face.
He shuddered.
"Ooh, I don't feel so good all of a sudden," he
murmured with a shiver, as green circuit-like patterns suddenly
started to appear like blotches all over his skin. He dropped
down on to the path with a bounce and then remained there,
shivering.
* * * * *
Alice had heard what the Program said about the Hospital
Director. She quickly handed Jenrya her D-Tector.
"Jen, Takato, I'm going to see the Hospital Director about
this," she told them. There was a slightly worried look on
her face and it was clear to the other two Operators that she
knew something they didn't. "I've got to speak to him
about the lockdown. Jenrya, please look after Dobermon for me
while I'm gone."
"Alice, you know something, don't you?" Jenrya
asked her.
"Jen, not now," stated Alice sternly, before she ran
off.
Takato watched Alice ran down the corridor.
"What's up with her?" he wondered out loud. He had
never known her to be like that. Takato had never known Alice to
be so abrupt. He turned to face the computer screen and see what
progress Guilmon had made. "All right, they're in HopsNet
Area 2! Good going, guys!"
* * * * *
Guilmon skidded to a halt and then suddenly found himself
stuck. Oh, he hated the viruses that activated Battle Arenas. He
looked around him and found himself standing in an grid-like area
of three by three tiles. Each tile had a red edge to it. He
looked towards the virus, which was in a three by three area of
blue-edged tiles right next to his area. This was definitely a
Battle Arena all right.
"Oh, I hate those types of viruses!" cried Takato.
"Don't you worry, Guilmon, I've got some Modify Chips
ready to use!"
"That's okay, I can take care of this Weed.3263
Virus," stated Guilmon. The virus in front of him looked
like a Venus Fly Trap with a pink head. He inhaled sharply and
spat out a sphere of fire at the virus, roasting it in an
instant. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed triumphantly and the
Battle Arena suddenly disappeared. He rushed forward and then
claimed the data the virus left behind for himself.
"Way to go, Guilmon!" cheered on Terriermon, as he
leapt off of Dobermon and rushed towards the Digimon. He suddenly
skidded to a halt, a horrified expression plastered on his face.
"Look out!" he screamed, as another NetGuard rose up
from the ground.
This one looked exaclty like the previous one, but the petals
of its sunflower-like head were blue instead of yellow. The head
began rotating and suddenly seeds spat out like bullets from a
machine gun. Each seed tore at the ground viciously, burrowing
into it and throwing up debris from the paths.
Terriermon leapt off of Dobermon's back and spun round in
the air, creating a whirlwind around himself. He flew through the
air like some kind of spinning missile and smacked straight into
the NetGuard program. The sunflower-like head of the program was
suddenly flung back and the stream of seeds it spat curved
skywards.
"That'll teach you to mess with me!" he laughed, as
he landed back on the path. "Bunny Blast!" He inhaled
and then spat out a stream of bright green plasma spheres, each
one hitting the stem of the NetGuard Program.
That was when Guilmon took into action. He leapt up at the
NetGuard and slashed at it with his claws. He managed to tear
into the stem, but it seemed to be too thick. Guilmon tried
again, only for a root to tear out of the ground and whip at him.
It coiled around him like a snake and began squeezing the air out
of his digital, scaly body.
"Takato, somebody, help!" he cried out to his Operator.
"I'm coming!" called out Dobermon, as he leapt
into action. He lunged at the root and grabbed it, growling
ferally as he bit into the root and tore at it.
"Oh, no, it doesn't look as if they're going to make
it," cried Takato.
"Well, they will do," stated Jenrya confidentally.
"Dobermon, I'm going to send you an DMD! DigiModify-
Hyper Strength Activate!"
Every sinewy muscle within Dobermon's body seemed to bulge.
He could feel a new power wash over him. Strength was his new
ally and he tore at the NetGuard Program with a fervour never
seen before. With one final tug at the root, he managed to tear
Guilmon free.
"There," he said, "you're free now."
"Thanks, Dobermon," thanked Guilmon gratefully. He
looked up and saw the NetGuard's head lower back down.
"Watch out!" he cried, as he dived for Dobermon and
pushed him out of the way, just as a stream of the NetGuard's
seed-like projectiles struck the path. He looked behind him.
"Phew, that was too close," sighed Dobermon.
"Thanks, Guilmon."
"It's not over yet," growled Guilmon, as he got up
to his feet.
"I've got it!" exclaimed Takato in sudden
realisation. It was one of those 'Eureka' moments that hits
people every now and then. "Guilmon, leap at the NetGuard
program and do a spinning jump. Slash at it with your claws in
mid-air. I'll give you a boost. DigiModify– Hyper Speed
activate!"
A surge of speed hit Guilmon. For him, everything seemed to
slow down. He ran for it and leap into the air and spun like
Terriermon would. He spread his arms out wide, as he spun and his
sharp claws cut through the NetGuard's stem like rotor blades,
severing it in half. He landed back down on the ground gracefully
and looked up to see the NetGuard throbbing like a vein, before
it broke up into tiny bits of digital data.
Guilmon smiled.
"That takes care of that," he said, dusting his paws
off. "So, anybody got any ideas as to where to go from
here?" He suddenly shivered. "Brr... Is it just me or
is it getting really cold here?" he asked the others. He
began hugging himself, as he shivered. "Guys?" He
turned round and saw that the others were also shivering. Why?
They had fur. He didn't understand.
"Terriermon, what's wrong?" asked Jenrya
worriedly.
The small, furry Digimon was shivering just like Guilmon. It
seemed, however, that he was suffering more than the fire-style
Digimon and Dobermon put together.
"I'm so cold," he said through chattering teeth.
"Why is it so...?" He couldn't finish his sentence
before he descended into a powerful sneezing fit. It seemed as if
he would sneeze his head off.
"Something's not quite right," said Takato, who
noticed that Dobermon was suffering as well. "They've been
infected!" cried Takato, upon the sudden realisation of what
was happening.
"Darkspore," muttered Jenrya, upon seeing green
patterns appear all over Terriermon's fur. "We've got to
get them to a DigiHospital and quick."
"There's no time," protested Takato.
"Guilmon, go and see if you can find the Hospital Director's
Digimon!"
"Are you nuts? He'll get the Director's Digimon
infected as well!" argued Jenrya.
Guilmon's shivering was getting too much for him. He wanted
to stop shivering, but he felt too cold for that. Yet for some
strange reason, it seemed that the virus was having no effect on
him. Was it because he was a fire-style Digimon? Yes, he had
heard of the fact that the virus didn't seem to infect
fire-style Digimon. Perhaps his body was dealing with it in some
way. The Digimon suddenly collapsed to his knees. He felt weak
from the virus. It was sapping his strength and it didn't seem
as if there was anything that he could do. Perhaps he was wrong.
"Takato, it was nice knowing you," wheezed Guilmon
weakly. Green patches appeared all over his skin and he could
himself degrading. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see
saplings growing from the heads of his digital friends.
"No, it can't end like this!" cried Takato in
disbelief. "Guilmon!"
An evil laugh suddenly echoed all around them. A data stream
struck the floor in front of them and deposited a Digimon in
front of them. This Digimon looked like a gigantic cactus with
eyeholes and a mouthole cut out in its front and two boxing
gloves for hands.
"So, it looks like the poor Juggernaut Destroyers are all
sick," taunted the cactus-like Digimon. "Too bad."
"Who are you?" stuttered Terriermon through
chattering teeth.
"I am Togemon, one of the Dragon Syndicate's best
Digimon Agents," announced the cactus-shaped Digimon
proudly. "His Excellency, the Leader of the Dragon
Syndicate, has ordered me to terminate you. You brats are getting
in the Syndicate's way of total world domination."
Guilmon growled and snarled angrily at Togemon, yet because of
the virus, a kitten's mew would have sounded more threatening.
"Is that so?" coughed Terriermon.
"Well..." He couldn't say anymore. The virus was
taking its toll on him.
"Terriermon!" cried Guilmon in horror, as he saw the
furry Digimon fall flat on his front. He turned round to face
Togemon. "You did this, didn't you?" he asked the
cactus-shaped Digimon. "You're the one that infected the
network." He heard another thud and turned round to see
Dobermon flat against the floor.
Togemon frowned, her prickly eyebrows moving together like two
hedgehogs fighting for their territory.
"Say, you're a fire-style Digimon, aren't you?"
asked Togemon curiously. "Yes, you are. I thought so. You're
lucky. Your body can handle the virus and possibly even destroy
it. Your friends, however..."
"Takato, I've got an idea!" exclaimed Jenrya.
"If you can send Guilmon to my Dad via e-mail, he could
create some kind of cure for the Darkspore virus."
"I'm sorry, but I won't let you do that!" cried
Togemon, as she rushed forward and flung a gloved fist straight
at Guilmon. Her red glove hit the Digimon underneath the scaly
chin and sent him flying backwards. "I don't want to do
this, but you've left me no choice. You must be taken care of
or His Excellency's wrath will harm my Operator! Needle
Spray!" She fired several cactus needles straight at the
fire-style Digimon.
The Darkspore virus was affecting Guilmon more than the Digimon
would let on. It had slowed his reactions and made him weak. Even
though the needles, being a wood-style attack, would only do half
their normal damage, they still hurt. A wince covered his scaly
face, as he staggered back from Togemon. His thoughts turned to
his digital friends and how they would die if he couldn't get
to Jenrya's Dad.
Togemon raised her arms up into the air.
"Battle Arena activate!" she announced and a beam of
light struck down around them. The path was suddenly divided up
into a red and blue section, each section consisting of nine
tiles arranged in a three by three fashion.
The rules of fighting in a Battle Arena were simple. Each
section belongs to a certain Digimon and a Digimon cannot stray
off that section. Guilmon, being on the red section, couldn't
step on to a blue tile and Togemon, being on a blue section,
couldn't step on to a red tile. Digimon were, however, allowed
to jump, fly or teleport into another Digimon's section.
Now there was no getting away. Guilmon would have to fight and
win, if he was to be e-mailed anywhere. He just hoped that Takato
had suitable DigiModify Chips loaded into the D-Tector. This
fight would need to be incredibly short and that meant he would
have to use all the skill he had.
"Are you ready yet?" asked Togemon.
"Hold on, I'm sending you the DMDs right now,"
announced Takato.
Mentally, Guilmon looked at the selection ahead of him. There
wasn't much in the way of fire-style DMDs there. It was rather
slim as well.
"Okay, I'm ready," he told Togemon with a nod of his
head. He waited, his muscles tensed. Guilmon saw Togemon punch
thin-air and then saw a large red glove hurtle away from Togemon
and straight towards him. He couldn't move out of the way in
time and was knocked backwards.
"Guilmon, no!"
To be continued...